Call Out My Name // Ben Solo

A Solo Perspective

I don't want to go to this stupid ball. I don't want to dance, stand, look at, talk to, or have to see, that short squaty, Dorian Ashga. I hate her. Everything from her fair skin, fat ass and how short she is. Everyone thinks she just so great. My mother thinks that she is just so beautiful, and my uncle considers her to be one of the most advanced Padawans at the temple. 

Even my father has mentioned her, and he's never even here. Now I have to go to this stupid celebration ball, and dance with her. I  changed out of the suit I had picked out and back into my regular clothes while coming up with reason's as to why I couldn't go to the ball , that my mother would believe. "Ben are you done?" I heard my mother say to me right before I opened the curtain. I handed my mother the suit, and tried to keep my emotions under control. 

"Didn't Dorian look lovely?" Asked my mother walking to the counter. "hmm." was all I could muster. "I don't understand why you have such a problem with her, she is a lovely girl". I groaned hearing my mothers words. She in fact was not a lovely girl, no matter what anyone said..or what she does. Maybe it's because she such a goody-goody. Helping the younglings, cleaning the temple, helping out when it's not needed. "Ben are you still upset, about what happened between you two last year?" my mouth fell open at my mothers audacity. How dare she mention that day. She didn't best me at anything. I took it easy on her, and SHE took a cheap shot by force lifting me and throwing me into the lake. 

My feelings of anger was becoming overwhelming, so I stormed out before I said or did something stupid and pushed through the crowd of people back home, bypassing everyone and into my room. 

I went to my closet and opened the large metal door, stepping in the closet and closing it behind me I pushed the back wall of the closet so I could enter my private room, my meditation room. It was bitterly cold, all black with a stone slab in the center. I sat down and closed my eyes, hearing the voice of the only person who understands how I feel, the only one who's understood for years, my new mentor. It's the only time I can express my growing disdain for my mother, father, peers, Dorian Ashga, and The Rebellion. My time in the new forming Order will come. 

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(I know it was a super short) 

Anywho here's the outfits/ the girls hair and makeup  

Finns suit 

Jannah's Dress/hair/makeup